Chapter 163: I am the Answer, What is the Question?

In the early morning, sunbeams scattered. Isabel let out a sudden "hmm" as if startled awake, drifting back to consciousness within her dream.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed. She rubbed her face vigorously, trying to remove the lingering warmth with her palms.

"Hmm, hmm, ah..."

She made noises like the whining of a small animal, murmuring something.

But soon, Isabel fell silent again.

She spread her arms wide, lying on the vast bed, gazing blankly at the bedroom's ceiling adorned with red cloth and silver chandeliers, made of silver and tin.

Involuntarily, Isabel grasped at the air beside her.

She had long prepared a pillow for Aiwass, but so far, he had only slept here once.

—Sometimes, Isabel too wished that upon waking, she would find that familiar person beside her, rather than meeting only in dreams.

But on the other hand... it is always better to reunite in dreams than to struggle to meet after parting.